Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Mozambique and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Subhumans to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu. All the underground hits.
All Robert Wyatt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Detroit Cobras record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Normal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Drive Like Jehu,
Loose Ends,
Chris & Cosey,
Wasted Youth,
Bobby Womack,
Crime,
Hot Snakes,
The Invisible,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
E-Dancer,
JFA,
Mars,
Eric Copeland,
MC5,
Heaven 17,
Gang of Four,
Albert Ayler,
The Human League,
Roxette,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Crispian St. Peters,
Rosa Yemen,
Pylon,
Byron Stingily,
Pet Shop Boys,
Fad Gadget,
Soulsonic Force,
Clear Light,
Newcleus,
Hardrive,
Lyres,
Maurizio,
Black Sheep,
Idris Muhammad,
Barclay James Harvest,
Eden Ahbez,
LL Cool J,
Reuben Wilson,
Pagans,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Negative Approach,
Television,
Drexciya,
Public Image Ltd.,
Swans,
The Knickerbockers,
Joensuu 1685,
John Cale,
Duran Duran,
D'Angelo,
Gastr Del Sol,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Ludus,
The Wake,
Cecil Taylor,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Faust,
Massinfluence,
Alphaville,
Groovy Waters,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.